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to worry about each other equally.”

Jakob lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles. “Agreed. But Walt has the most dangerous job. Wasn’t he talking about taking down extremist cells in Libya with the fleet admiral?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Then we would be smart to keep him here with us for as long as we can.” Annalise glanced in Walt’s direction.

Walt rose, closing the few feet that separated them, kneeling before them on the floor. “The future is coming. It’s not something we can outrun or escape. But let’s steal a few days more. Keep living in this incredible present just like Annalise suggested.”

“I’d like that,” Annalise said.

“So would I,” Jakob added.

Walt smiled, rising up to kiss Annalise and then Jakob. They were quick, sealed-with-a-kiss busses, a promise that he would give them everything he could in the time they had remaining.

After that, words were no longer necessary. Annalise rose, Jakob’s hand still clasped in hers. She gave Walt a pointed look that said “follow,” and the three of them walked to the bedroom.

Once they arrived, Jakob kissed Annalise gently, his two lovers standing by the side of the bed. Walt had stopped at the bedroom door to watch them.

When they turned in unison, he couldn’t hold back the brief bark of laughter at the sight of their matching slings. “This keeps getting trickier.”

“Good thing there’s a doctor in the house,” Jakob said.

“Stay still,” Walt said as he approached them. With slow, careful movements, he removed Annalise’s sling, then Jakob’s. Annalise lowered her arm, flexing it a bit to work out the kinks. Jakob winced, keeping his upper arm close to his side. The sling wasn’t really necessary, but Walt used it as a way to immobilize Jakob’s arm so the muscles could start to heal. The knife wound had gone about as deep as it could without striking an artery, and without the sling and the painkillers Walt had given him earlier, Jakob would be in a great deal more pain. Even now, Walt suspected his arm was hurting him more than Jakob was willing to admit.

Together, he and Annalise worked to remove Jakob’s clothing, taking care not to jar his arm too much. Once he was naked, Walt placed a steadying hand on his good arm and guided him to the bed.

“Sit up with your back against the headboard,” Walt directed.

“You think you’re going to be the one giving the orders tonight just because I’ve got a little cut on my arm and a few stitches?” Jakob asked in that deep, rich, commanding voice that had Walt’s cock rising from half-mast to rock hard in an instant.

Walt merely chuckled, then waved his hand, gesturing for Jakob to take control. He sure as shit wasn’t going to argue with him or suggest they arm wrestle for it. There was nothing on earth hotter than Jakob’s dirty demands in the bedroom. Unless, of course, it was Annalise’s pleas for more.

“Undress our woman,” Jakob said, looking for all the world like a king on his throne as he sat propped up against a pile of pillows.

Regardless of what Jakob might ask for, Walt wouldn’t let him go too far tonight. His lover really did need to keep his arm as still as possible. There was no way Walt was going to risk him tearing out the stitches.

Walt twisted toward Annalise, who gave him the sexiest come hither smile he’d ever seen. He could tell he surprised her when he shifted until he was standing behind her, her back to his chest. He looked at Jakob over her shoulder, sliding his hands along her arms and sides until he reached the hem of her shirt. His light touch made her shiver.

Gripping the bottom of her shirt, he pulled it upwards, taking his time in order to tease Jakob as he bared her to their lover inch by inch.

He pulled the material tauter on her injured shoulder side, trying to limit her movement, but Annalise was clearly feeling better. She lifted both arms over her head to help him remove her shirt completely. Walt kissed her bruised shoulder, then the other, as he unfastened her bra.

Jakob was uncharacteristically—well, for the bedroom—quiet as he watched, but he was by no means an uninterested observer. He gripped his erection in his hand, slowly stroking the hard flesh, his gaze glued to Annalise’s breasts as Walt tugged the bra off and dropped it to the floor.

“Cup them,” Jakob said, his voice husky with need. “Pinch her nipples.”

Walt narrowed his eyes at the second command, but Jakob shook his head and continued speaking before he could voice his concerns. “The bruises are faded. And she likes the way we make her nipples ache. Do it.”

The doctor in Walt tried to glance over Annalise’s shoulder, tried to make certain she’d healed enough. He couldn’t see her nipples well enough to tell, but it didn’t matter. Not when Annalise repeated Jakob’s demand. “Do it,” she whispered.

He cupped her heavy breasts, lifting them up before closing his palms over them, squeezing them, gently at first, before kneading them more firmly. The way Annalise’s breathing increased and the slight arching of her back drove him on. Taking her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, he pinched, the action provoking the sweetest moans and whimpers.

Jakob’s grip on his own dick tightened, his strokes harder. “Turn her around, Walt. Take those pretty nipples in your mouth and suck them. Hard.”

Walt had Annalise facing him before Jakob had finished issuing his demand. He bent his head lower, drawing one of her nipples in with rough suction. Annalise’s hands flew to his head and she nearly suffocated him in her soft breasts as she drew him closer.

“Harder,” she gasped.

Walt gave her what she asked for, teasing the taut tip with his teeth.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Jakob murmured. “Take off the rest of her damn clothes and yours and the two of you get over here.”

Annalise and Walt wasted no time getting naked, racing to undress each

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